Some Kinda Love (The Velvet Underground)

Some kinda love, Margarita told Tom Between thought and expression lies a lifetime Situation arise, because of the weather And no kinds of love are better than others Some kinda love, Margarita told Tom Like a dirty French novel, the absurd court the vulgar And some kinds of love, the possibilities are endless And for me to miss one would seem to be groundless I heard what you said, Margarita heard Tom And of course you're a bore But you are not charmless in 'Cause a bore is a straight line That finds wealth in division And some kinds of love are mistaken for vision Put jelly on your shoulder, let's do what you feel most That, from which you recoil, but which still makes your eyes moist Ooooh, put jelly on your shoulder, lies down upon the carpet Between thought and expression, let us now kiss the culprit Ooooh, I don't know, just what it's all about Oooh, put on your red pajamas and let's find out Lord rock it on, long walk really satisfies